this // narry au

43. i'm a mess

A/N: is the take me home album even real omg

UPDATING FOR TWO REASONS 1. STEAL MY GIRL THANK YOU NOT ONLY GOD BUT JESUS

AND 2. ONE DIRECTION ARE FUCKING COMING TO MY CITY FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER I WAITED FOUR FREAKING YEARS AND THEY FUCKING ANNOUNCED THE TOUR DATE THE DAT BEFORE THE PRESALE LIKE ARE YOU FREAKING SERIOUS WHO'S STUPID ASS IDEA WAS THAT

I literally was in cooking class and I was crying in the corner over it I wAITED FOUR YEARS GUYS IM SO HAPPY ME AND MY FRIENDS LEGIT WENT INTO THE GIRLS WASHROOM AND HAD A PRAYER CIRCLE THANKING GOD IM NOT EVEN LYING SOMEBODY WALKED IN AND WAS LIKE "um okay..." And I was like "IGNORE US WE'RE PRAISING THE LORD JESUS CHRIST"

four years though and I never once thought of saving money up damn (FLOOR SEATS ARE $950 ARE THEY ACTUALLY SERIOUS 1D YOU AIN'T THAT IMPORTANT C'MON NOW)

next chapter's in Niall's pov ayyyyyye

Since I'm extra 1DAF today if we can get 100+ comments before I fall asleep  I'll update again

43 - I'm A Mess

"Everything? What do you mean?" I ask again. "Niall?"

"It's just-- well I just--" Niall cuts himself off and sighs, "I dunno. It's nothing. I realized how much I genuinely love you." He lies.

"I love you too?" I ask more then answer.

"I'm sorry for freaking you out. It's not a big deal." Niall whispers, "I just love you, that's all."

"Your feelings are a big deal, Niall."

"No, nothing's wrong."

I give him a wary look because he's obviously lying, but I don't want to inquire him in the staff room.

"I can leave work early, if you want?" I say, changing the subject. "Get Lauren to cover the rest of my shift."

"Pretty please." Niall hums, "Could we take my car?"

"Yeah." I say.

"Alright." He says back.

"Alright." I reply.

"Alright." He raises an eyebrow.

"Stop that, Barney." I narrow my eyes at him.

"...Alright."

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As soon as I step in, Charlie's circling my feet and meowing. (I really thought Niall saying Charlie was still in a rut was bullshit).

"Hi...you." I step over him, tugging Niall with me.

As I close my room door, Niall's voice says: "You look really pretty today."

"Thank you." I blush as he pulls me into him.

"I mean like, you look pretty everyday but today you look extra pretty."

"You look pretty everyday too, Niall."

He sticks his tongue out and I laugh, leaning up to kiss him.

"Something's bugging you?" Niall asks.

"What's bugging me is that something is bugging you, so greatly that you didn't even bother to get drunk over it."

"I don't want to talk about it anymore," Niall sighs, "It's lame. I'm an emotional, poetic loser on the inside, Harry Styles."